Once again, I’m reading a book where the parent flies in Business class while his small child spends the 14-hour flight in Economy. This happens in reality. I know of people who do that. These are people I will never comprehend.
What’s wrong with everybody? Weird, weird people. I wouldn’t enjoy Business if I knew that my 10-year-old (the age of the character in the book) was cramped somewhere with strangers.
Then rich people wonder why their kids are such neurotics.
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